Don't worry. None of this blood is mine.

Reddit AMA on r/Warhammer

I think this elegant and handsome portrait of the artist speaks for itself.

Please enjoy this oh-so-easily sabotaged photo.

Don’t ask me questions here. Or on Facebook. Or on Twitter. Or over email. That’s, like, the opposite of the point. Do it here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Warhammer/ when the time is right and the moon at the apex of the something-something retrograde.

To be clear I would buy this in a heartbeat 😀 especially if it was a some insane limited edition with associated insane extras 🙂

“For years now, I’ve wanted to write a Romeo & Juliet style story in Commorragh. Not so much about the romance, but the “Two households, both alike in dignity (In fair Commorragh, where we lay our scene). From ancient grudge break to new mutiny…”

Two ancient warring Dark Eldar houses trying to murder one another, while two of their scions try to work together to screw over all their other relatives and go their own way,making their own warband.

It would sell exactly three copies, and I’d be fired for the graphic scenes of torture/evil romance, etc. but it’d be a killer story if I could pull it off.

A Necromunda-style game set in Commorragh would also be so, so awesome.”

Well, Aaron – I prefer the shaman origin, but the 40k universe has changed a lot since First edition Rogue Trader. Christmas is a few days away, and the “Realm of Chaos : The lost and the Damned” copy I bought will be here Sunday. Just read through Horus Rising – page 354 shows Horus talking about the Emperor’s youth in “Anatoly”. This is not question, to be clear. Have a great day.

Who? Why?

My name’s Aaron W Dembski-Bowden.

Don’t ask about the W – let’s just forget it exists and forgive my parents for a bizarre choice of middle name. Y’know, I used to tell people it stood for Wolfgang, but no one ever believed me. I’m not a skilled liar.

I write a lot, and people pay me to do it. I argue a lot, but I do that for free. If you want to start paying me to argue, please apply within. My rates would be generous, and my cynical wrath without peer.

I have a cat, but I prefer dogs. Most of my clothes are black, but my favourite colour is orange. I was born in a really dark, grim patch of London, but I moved to the greenest parts of Northern Ireland. This last factoid arises from being in love with a beautiful Irish girl who foolishly agreed to marry me – and that it’s easier to write out here in the middle of nowhere with only fields, cats, and hot redheads for company.